The echoes of the Enthronement Ceremony had yet to fade completely.
The first thing Chen Xia did after ascending the throne was convene a meeting for the Great Xia Dynasty.
He sat high upon the imperial throne, his gaze sweeping over the civil and military officials in the hall.
He was no longer the hidden dragon who had needed to endure and weigh every move. The threats he had once set aside because he lacked strength or the situation remained unclear were now due for a thorough reckoning.
"Convey my decree!"
"Effective immediately, every Night God Sect stronghold within the Federation is outlawed. Ordinary members have three days to surrender, register, and renounce the evil cult, and they will be spared execution. Any steward, elder, or higher-ranking member who stubbornly resists is to be killed on sight!"
"Demolish their strongholds, confiscate their statues, and send every drop of their so-called divine blood to the imperial capital!"
The decree was simple and direct, brimming with an unquestionable resolve to kill.
The moment it was issued, the entire Federation—and even all of Azure Province—was shaken.
The Night God Sect had an ancient legacy, operated in secrecy, and possessed deep roots everywhere.
In the past, even the major sects had regarded it with considerable wariness, unwilling to provoke it lightly.
After all, the Blood God stood behind that organization, and he was extraordinarily powerful.
Fortunately, he did not involve himself in struggles between factions, so many sects simply kept one eye open and the other shut, refraining from interference.
Now, Chen Xia's order was directed not only at the dynasty, but also at the other sects throughout Azure Province.
Chen Xia swiftly issued imperial decrees mobilizing those sects as well.
He needed the demonic energy contained in the Night God Sect's divine blood,